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“Did it work?”

He smirks. “I’m here, ain’t I?”

He drops to his knees and I gasp when he reaches for my hips and pulls me to the edge of the bed, spreading my legs even wider. He pushes up my dress and I watch in complete fascination. He moves his mouth to my ankle, taking his time as he pulls my stiletto off, dropping it to the floor. Then he does the same to the other foot.

When he glances down, he stops and I swear the world stops with us for a second.

“Georgia-Blue?”

I try not to sound smug. “Yes, Hudson Nash?”

“Where’s your underwear?”

“Oh, that? Yeah, I didn’t wear any.”

His eyes find mine again. “You. Didn’t. Wear. Any?”

I smile, trying not to feel embarrassed that I’m spread out before him. “Yup.”

His nostrils flair. “Why not?”

“It messed with my dress. No girl likes a VPL or straps showing.”

“So you mean to tell me you’ve been rubbing up against me all night, dancin’ around the ballroom, and you don’t have any goddamn panties on?”

I smile triumphantly. “Pretty bratty, right?”

He doesn’t answer. Instead, he pushes my knees apart and then looks back down. One hand strokes up my inner thigh and then I feel his hand there. His fingers brush my pussy and Igroan, resting my hands back behind me. I want him to touch me. I want his mouth on me. I want everything.

What he does next will imbed itself into my memory forever. He spreads me with his fingers and lowers his head, and then I feel his tongue. Lord, have mercy.

I squeeze my eyes shut as Hudson’s head moves and his tongue swirls over my clit.

I cry out, unable to help it. And then he starts to eat me out like he’s starving. Like I’m his last meal and he’s going to enjoy it. He rolls his tongue over and over, flicking my most sensitive bud and when I try to squeeze my legs closed, he pushes them back open.

“Let me hear you,” he mumbles against my flesh.

The orgasm rips through me and I feel like I might stop breathing. It's so intense I see stars, and then I’m screaming his name for the entire hotel to hear.

He is the sexiest man I’ve ever come across, and to think he’s been there the entire time and we spent all these years fighting. Well, we’re gonna make up for it now. That, I can be sure of.

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Hudson

Hearing my name on her lips in the throes of passion sends my dick into overdrive. He’s begging me to let him out, but I haven’t even started yet. And my naughty little brat is gonna get that little ass spanked for her lip earlier.

She might think she can get away with that in real life, but in the bedroom she’s at my mercy. Or maybe I’m at hers.

I moan when I hear her cry out. The taste of her release on my tongue. The feel of her body convulsing. I almost cream my pants for the second time. Jesus, that was embarrassing the first time it almost happened. Losing it in my pants like some goddamn teenager.

“You come so beautifully for me,Princess,”I whisper. I fucking love this pussy, but I don’t wanna scare her with my dirty talk. I have to keep reminding myself she hasn’t been here before. I run a finger through her slit and she grips the duvet harder.

I glance up. Her eyes are squeezed shut, one of her breasts has escaped her dress and it stares at me in the face. Her juicy, beautiful tit with her hardened nipple ready for me to taste. And I plan to do just that. I move up onto my knees as I lean closer, cupping her pussy as my mouth finds her nipple. She squeals, her hands finding my head as I suckle and our eyes meet.

Goddamn it, she’s so beautiful.

I pull her dress down and pull the other one out, moving my mouth to the other side as I cup both breasts and suck, having my fill of her. She wriggles around, making panting noises that I’ll remember until my dying day. But that day ain’t today. Nope. I’m gonna enjoy every single second.

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